Arthur could never get the hang of them either.
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I have some bad juju related to Thursdays or something
You and Arthur Dent. And he turned out okay. For given values of okay.
(eta: BWAHAHAHA! Inevitable crosspost!)
Oh, she finally left a voicemail. "I don't know how many messages you have but you have not returned my calls. I need to talk to you. Please call me back."
Beat.
"I love you."
I was wondering when she would play the love card. Now if I don't call her back, I clearly don't love her.
I wonder if her insistence is because it's Thursday.
It is. I'm supposed to start wearing it on a Thursday.
Happy birthday, MM!
You could tell her that you tried to call her back, but your bad Thursday juju prevented it?
I was just listening to Elizabeth Gilbert talk about her new book ("Committed") and talk about how Americans are abnormal because we have these fantasy expectations about marriage and Twu Wuv and all, and that the rest of the world is more pragmatic and views it as basically something for the financial security of the families and the stability of the community.
This triggered a ton of discussion points in my head, but it also seemed like something that might be relevant here.
Happy Birthday, Man of Miracles!!
I have the following meet-cute scenario in my head for P-C:
P-C gives in and wears the stupid amulet, which is bound to be smaller than an albatross, under his shirt. One day in a bookstore, he reaches for a graphic novel and the amulet swings out from under his shirt. Sitting on the floor reading graphic novels is an attractive girl with pink hair. P-C had noticed her earlier because of the Firefly-themed tattoos on her arms. She asks about the amulet, and P-C reluctantly tells her what it is. She says, "Oh, my god! My grandmother makes me wear this against the evil eye" and pulls an amulet out of her shirt.
She says, "Oh, my god! My grandmother makes me wear this against the evil eye" and pulls an amulet out of her shirt.
...then it turns out she's Gujarati and has six brothers.